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Chapter Five Hundred and Nineteen - Something Wicked
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... y idea how little mana I have left?" the man groused.
Sometimes it wasn't hard to sense that someone didn't want to be very helpful. Like this guy. We had met him just outside the Property Deed Archive - the building Booksie and I had been holed up in while we waited for the wedding to start. Apparently, it had been commandeered as a warehouse for wedding presents. All the desks in the communal office had been shoved aside and all the gifts had been piled up in a heap.
The room w ...
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